Temple Doors of Inner Presence

Neville's Inner Vision

Imagine that the temple you read of is your own consciousness. The olive-wood posts are the quiet, steadfast I AM that never moves; the door of fir that folds is your thought’s possibility to shift or cling. The cherubim, palm trees, and open flowers carved upon the wood are the images you entertain day by day; when you cover them with gold, you are practicing the truth that all form is light in your awareness, and that your God is the I AM already present. As you accept this, the door is not a barrier but a gate through which Presence enters your field of experience. If you feel distance from God, reframe the scene: assume the Presence stands at that doorway, ready to greet you, and let the next moment be a conscious act of letting in what you already are. In slow, habitual repetition, your inner sanctuary becomes your outer life, and worship becomes the I AM's natural expression.